And so i Thought and Said

As odd as it may sound, I have no qualms in accepting the fact that I am a lazy bee who can go without waxing for months together and still roam around wearing bermudas irrespective and oblivious "by choice" to what people might be thinking about me ! In short I do not care about people who have time as futile that they would waste it commenting on my hairy hands and legs. I sometimes question myself, why do we females have to wax ? Why is our beauty defined by something as insignificant as body hair. Why is being lady like equivalent to someone who is not in her natural form. I will not say that I break the norms, well it is something even I acquiesce to but why have I learnt it this way? Why can I not go around to parties with all those hair and still look hot or attractive for that matter! Why do guys have the option of women liking them bearded but I have never seen a guy who prefers women with body hair. Why are we being typecast into such a shallow definition of ...

I say it with double 'e' instead of an 'i' because that explains the level of perplexity this thing has caused in my life. There are certain trends that I have observed and I would like you all to kindly throw some light on them for me. The trends are as under: We bitch about the ones we have stayed and observed a lot. We stay a lot with them and that is why we bitch about them. We have observed them enough in our stay with them and that is why we bitch about them. We bitch about them and that is why we observe them all the more. We bitch behind their back but we are all so cloyingly sweet with them when they are there. Bitching for us is a statement of fact but that is what we feel about someone (and expectation is that it be taken as universal) The person we bitch with is bitched about in front of the one we just bitched about. We bitch in front of one and all with the assumption that we are the only ones who are doing things " idhar-udhar " (being...

OK! so I had been forcing myself to write something for long now and there was so much of sheer stupidity around (and inside too) that I could not but delve into the deeper realms of being stupid. Seriously, how can anyone for that matter be this stupid, as in really really stupid type. So stupid that the word "stupid" finds the person stupid. Now let us define stupid in a way different from the usual largely perceived meaning. Dictionary defines "stupid" as someone who is unintelligent or dumb witted or moronic. Well I define stupid as someone who does not suit my taste ! Stumped! Aren't You ? But that is exactly what we always do; right! Oh this guy has always to do this thing, such a stupid one! (So, what's your problem, is it affecting you in any way?) C'mon don't be stupid, buy this phone! (Why are you being stupid in forcing him to pay "HIS" money for your choice, just let him do what he wants) Are you stupid you haven...

I have observed that some of the most peculiar of my thoughts come on a day before an exam I am totally clueless about. This may actually lead to an implication that I need exams to be creative; kindly refrain from thinking so. Actually, I was thinking that jokes are always good till the time they are on you. You might be making fun of someone but the moment you know that someone did the same to you, you are furious. People have this tendency to take themselves ultra seriously, just like they are the Sun of this universe and the whole world revolves around them. Please don't take this comment to be sexist but females in general suffer from this "taking myself seriously" syndrome or should I put it this way; the said syndrome is found in them more often than not. I will not comment on anyone as such but I can give my example. There have been instances where I have acted as if everyone is noticing me. C'mon, I am no Megan Fox to be noticed by one and all. Also, som...

A writer's block can be one of the most frustrating things for someone who keeps writing. I have been experiencing one for some days now. Have already tried to draft more than 10 blogs but have ended up in deleting them midway. Oh, am actually complaining now! Well, whats so special about it because this is what we all generally do. Complain ! We are perfectionist at that. You give us a situation and we will find a fault with it. You will not be able to even delve into the depths from where we will emerge with a sense of achievement, oh yes we just found it! But don't you worry, you are like us only; you will find faults too. You don't really have to look around to complain, they are as easy and obvious as some that I have listed below: 1) Why couldn't I get up early, darn this "alarm" : C'mon, whats wrong with the alarm  here 2) God! why is this watch running so fast : Seriously ? 3) People like him/her spoil it all by being punctual always : ...

Dear Maa, It is going to be two weeks soon and am happily studying here. Though I find it awkward when people ask me if I miss home, I'll be honest in saying that I fail to answer them. I do not know if I miss you people or not. You see, there is a lot to learn here, lot to achieve and I do not want to miss out on anything. Well, this was what it seems on the outset, if I delve deep into my emotions, I find that I had been doing all this, making myself busy with thing so that I forget the feeling of being away from home. I miss the morning breakfast at 8 and how I used to force you to sit with me while I get ready. I feel really bad when I see that its lunch time but still I am in no situation to count the hours for it to be 5:30. I miss it at 6 p.m. when you used to be standing out waiting for me. I miss the Sunday's national breakfast of poha. I miss the crazy fights we had and how I used to call from office asking nani to make rajma chaval or kadhi chaval. I miss those ...

So, its almost a week at IIM Indore, Mumbai Campus and since I haven’t written any thing for almost a month; I feel that it is my moral obligation to write and enlighten the world which had been so deprived of some food for thought. The weather here is as fickle as any chameleon can get, the sky changing colors every now and then and you getting drenched in the rains, all wet and then within ten minutes you have all dried up due to the pinching, dense sunshine. Assignments are pouring in and the freshers had been a blast. The past week had been so busy that these four days’ off seems absurd. In the midst of all these, I am actually enjoying what people call the “perks of being at a premier institute in India”.  I would thus share two most peculiar ones  with you and in italics will be my take on them. 1. Suddenly I realised that people have started believing in my talent. The question mark on my abilities is gone just because I happened to garner a ...